I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

"What power is this?"

Li Wanran looked calmly at the intact middle-aged man in front of him. He didn't even have any disorder in his steps, as if he couldn't feel the sharp blade passing through his heart at all.

At the same time, he also felt that there was no blood on the three-foot long sword, otherwise the sword would become violent and its power would increase.

"It seems that my guess is correct. There are rules here. We can't break the rules. We can only follow these rules."

Seeing the results of the experiment, Zhao Qi became more convinced of his thoughts. No matter what method he used, there was no way to kill him.

Rule-based magic weapons have this amazing method. Not only people, but every plant and tree here cannot be destroyed, or after being damaged, it will be repaired and become brand new immediately.

"This is too scary. Isn't that invincible? If he is our enemy, he will be able to do whatever he wants!"

Li Xuanran was a little shocked and speechless. He thought that the three-foot long sword coupled with Taoism was the foundation for walking in the world, but when he encountered the scene in front of him, there was absolutely no way to contend.

"The rules-based magic weapon is so scary. A hundred people go in, and only one comes out intact."

Zhao Qi's eyes were a little uneasy, but he was still calm and did not get into trouble.

He said: "We are safe for the time being, because the rules here shock everyone. We have to follow the rules and leave naturally when we achieve the goal."

"It sounds more and more evil. This kind of thing is really confusing. It's more suitable for me to do it with big swords and big guns."

Li Xuanran stretched out his hand and let the three-foot long sword fly back to his palm, then shook his head. He was like a headless fly and could only follow the arrangement.

"When any illusion is born, a will will appear, usually called the spirit of the illusion."

"Everything seen in the illusion is actually made by the spirit of the illusion. It will obey the master's orders, but it will not obey completely."

Zhao Qi did not act in a hurry, but talked to Li Wanran about the knowledge about the illusion. It was absolutely impossible to get out of here without some understanding.

"Illusions mainly use real feelings to deceive others. If you are not deceived and find evidence to prove that it is an illusion, then the spirit of the illusion will leave and the illusion will be broken without attack."

"For example, the sky is blue, the grass is green, but the sky turns green in the illusion I am in, then this is evidence. I can prove it to the spirit of the illusion and escape."

"The field is an upgraded version of the illusion. The spirit of the illusion inside has more than just consciousness."

Zhao Qi gradually got to the point and immediately pulled Li Wanran's thoughts back, listening fully and attentively.

"The illusion spirits of regular magic weapons have rich emotions, and he maintains the illusion of magic weapons to vent these emotions."

"He is like a creature that can never escape, but can create many games for his own entertainment."

"We have to follow his game rules, achieve the goal, and naturally escape." Zhao Qi finished quickly.

"So that's it. Although I didn't understand it very well, I felt very shocked. The journey of cultivation is simply magnificent. I am just a drop in the ocean, a wisp of hair!"

Li Wanran felt very powerless.

"Let's follow up and take a look first. Judging from the current situation, we should be workers hired by a certain big family. Perhaps this is what happened to the spirit of the illusion itself."

Zhao Qi watched the middle-aged man in the distance disappearing, and immediately said hello to Li Wanran, and chose to follow closely behind.

The three of them relied on the lanterns and the pale light as they walked along the Yang Chao Trail. After passing many tombs, they finally arrived at their destination.

This is a very flat hillside, with a large pink light seven or eight meters high in the middle. The tombstone in front is nearly four meters high, and there is no inscription on it.

At the same time, the surrounding area was filled with people dressed in ancient costumes, and there were some carriages and sedan chairs in the distance. The only thing they had in common was that they were hung with white cloth.

"The custom of mourning in mourning originated in the Spring and Autumn Period. The horses in the vehicles in the distance seemed to be iron bridge horses, which became extinct in the Tang Dynasty. Therefore, the current period should be a dynasty between the Spring and Autumn Period and the Tang Dynasty."

Zhao Qi glanced quickly and got a lot of useful information at once. After integrating it in his mind, he shared it with Li Xuanran.

"Boss, can you even see this? It's very powerful, but is it useful? Since this is created by the spirit of some illusion, will he still do it according to the current situation?"

Li Wanran first praised a few words. He also observed the horse skin and mourning flags, but he didn't know this knowledge at all.

"I have said before that the main function of the illusion is to make people believe that it is real, so everything will be as real as possible."

"As an upgraded version of the illusion, rules-based magic weapons cannot be made up randomly."

Zhao Qi answered a few words and thought it would be better not to say anything to Li Wanran anymore. Just wait until he finds a flaw and let him do it. There is no need to talk with this IQ.

"Let's go to the crowd first and see what's going on there." Zhao Qi sat down to make up his mind and walked forward.

The two of them walked around the carriage to the front of the hillside, which was also the front of the huge tomb. They still could not see the words, but there were many people standing together.

Eighty people were wearing patched cloths or holding large and small tools, just like farmers or craftsmen.

At a glance, there were about 50 to 50 people. Perhaps the nearly [-] tombs were built by these [-] people.

"Okay, okay, everyone, please stop making noises. Now the last tomb has been built and it is considered completed."

"When the rich man Cao comes later, everyone will be able to receive their wages, and there will definitely be rewards. Cao Cao is a well-known generous man from all over the country."

There was an old man in his 80s or [-]s at the front of the crowd. He was stroking his beard with both hands and talking happily, with a kind face.

There were several middle-aged people beside him, including the one Zhao Qi met before. It seemed that this old man was the leader of this group of farmers and craftsmen.

"Boss, looking at the situation in front of us, we should be here to help. It has been completed now and is waiting to be paid." Li Wanran secretly came to Zhao Qi and asked.

"My guess is good. These people should be responsible for funerals. There are hundreds of graves here. They must have worked for several days and nights. Their eyes have thick dark circles."

Zhao Qi confirmed this statement, and was even more looking forward to who the so-called rich man Cao was, who could have such human and financial resources.

The gray-haired old man in the front continued to say a few words and then asked everyone to rest where they were. The various craftsmen either fell aside and fell asleep, or started talking excitedly.

"Hehe, I can make a lot of money this time. When I get home, I will definitely buy two cows so that I don't have to plow the fields myself."

"Brother Dayang, the good days are here. From now on, just wait for your wife and children to be on the hot bed. It's not like me, who still has to use this money to marry a wife."

"With this money, you can probably marry an older girl. Who do you like? Tell me!"

"Who else is there? Widow Wang from the next village. I heard that this kid often went to peek and was beaten several times, hahaha."

"Oh, the Liu family did something bad. They actually sold illegal salt and offended the government. They ended up like this. The whole family was wiped out!" "The rich man Cao is still kind-hearted. If it weren't for him, these corpses would be here too." The mass graves were thrown away, and now we are spending so much money and effort to collect the corpses, how much merit must we accumulate!"

"Mr. Liu was very good friends with the wealthy Cao before. The two of them started from scratch together. Unexpectedly, Mister Liu later went astray."

"I heard that the two of them had fallen out long ago because of business, but the rich man Cao was still able to collect his body for him. He is really kind-hearted."

"..."

The sound of discussions continued to reach Zhao Qi's ears very carefully, hoping to find some clues in it to decipher it.

If you want to leave this area, you must find a target. From the moment you look at it, this matter is just the beginning.

But the so-called rich man Cao must be an extremely important person. I don't know whether he is good or bad. Judging from the people nearby, he seems to be pretty good.

Zhao Qi also found a place to sit down and look around. If he kept standing, it would arouse the suspicion that people around him were crowded, and several people kept looking this way.

"Boss, the clothes we wear are different from theirs, but are they the same in the eyes of these people?" Li Changran also discovered this phenomenon and asked.

"Yes, we should be playing craftsmen or farmers at this time. Although our clothes have not changed, this is an illusion and it can be explained completely."

Zhao Qi nodded. When the eyes around him looked at him, the emotions they expressed were very clear.

The reason why the illusion makes people feel real is not only the appearance, but perhaps the projection from somewhere, expressing different emotions.

In order not to alert others and cause unnecessary trouble, Zhao Qi acted like everyone else and waited for dawn.

The sound of roosters crowing seemed to be far, far away. This place should be far away from the formation, and far away from the countryside was a cemetery area.

After some time, the sun rose, and at the same time, the sound of horse hooves trampling on stone purple came from a distance.

On the not-wide road in the distance, a group of big horses galloped forward, with a figure standing on top of them, dressed in fiery red brocade clothes.

The nearby farmers and craftsmen also stood up immediately and gathered in a group, led by the white-haired old man, waiting quietly.

"The rich man Cao is here. The rich man Cao is finally here. Why are you here alone without anyone else?" Seeing the horses stop, the old man said with a smile.

The rich man Cao in his mouth looks like a 40-year-old man with glorious skin, wearing a scholar's hat, brocade clothes, and several jade pendants. He is dressed extremely richly.

"Haha, I heard that you have finished the work so quickly. I am even happy. I have already sent people to set up a banquet at Zuihua House in the city. We will all go together later."

The rich man Cao jumped off the horse. He was even very strong and his words were very powerful.

His face is relatively burly, with a standard Chinese character face, and a tea beard on his mouth, which is also shiny. He does not look like a treacherous person.

When the nearby farmers and craftsmen heard that there was a banquet, their faces suddenly burst into smiles. Such public houses were rare, and Zuihualou was the best restaurant in the city.

"Mr. Cao, we are constructing them according to the drawings you submitted. There are a total of [-] of them. There is no inscription on the main tomb. Please check and accept it."

The white-haired old man also nodded, took out a large pile of warm yellow paper from his arms, pointed to the location and began to introduce.

Zhao Qi and Li Wanran looked at each other, but neither spoke. Judging from the current situation, it was impossible to tell which side was good and which was bad.

Cao Cao rode his horse back and forth in the cemetery several times, and finally came back with a smile on his face.

"You have done a good job. Being able to have such a cemetery to collect corpses will help me, Brother Liu, smile even if he is under the pressure of nine springs!"

With tears in his eyes, Cao Cao got off his horse and walked to the big tomb in the middle.

"We have also plowed the main tomb of Cao Cao. It is all brand new soil, and the big wall has been washed very smooth." The white-haired old man said immediately.

Wasn't the tomb in the middle just built? That's right, how could these people get such a big stone to make a tombstone in just a few days.

Something bad suddenly arose in Zhao Qi's heart.

"Okay, okay, it fully meets my requirements. You are all old people here. Do you know why there is such a huge tomb standing here, and the tombstone has no words?"

Rich Man Cao wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, nodded repeatedly, and said to the white-haired old man.

"Of course this old man doesn't know. I heard that this grave suddenly appeared overnight. It was regarded as an ominous sign before."

"Actually...this tomb belongs to me."

Rich Man Cao raised his head, looked at the top of the tombstone, and suddenly spoke.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The white-haired old man was thinking of something to match when his tone stopped. The more he listened, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.

Rich Man Cao was obviously not dead, so why did he say that this grave belonged to him, and it was so big that a normal person could bury it in it?

I am afraid that only the tombs of the royal family and princes can have such a scale. Even if you have money, you will definitely not be allowed to build it.

He was about to ask when his vision suddenly went dark, followed by a violent tearing feeling in his chest.

"puff!"

Rich Cao raised his hand and grabbed the white-haired old man's chest, like grabbing tofu, and took out a blood-red heart.

"hiss!"

"We will adapt accordingly later."

Hearing Li Xuanran's inhalation, Zhao Qi quickly gave instructions.

Obviously, the situation in front of him has developed in another direction. One second, Master Cao Cai was still missing his deceased brother, and the next second, a black tiger came to rip out his heart.

In addition, the location of the previous tomb seemed extremely wrong, as if this matter was a conspiracy from head to toe.

The next goal is very simple. As a craftsman who builds tombs here, all you have to do is survive.

Survive under the hands of Cao Cao, a man of unknown strength. (End of chapter)